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July 28, 2013

 Dear Mom,

 
Do not believe that I'm dead and gone
I want you to know that in spirit I live on
Never weep when you gaze at that one empty chair
Don't you know that quite often I come and sit there

I still know when you're ill
Or when you have a bad day
I am only a whisper or a heartbeat away
For I still walk where you walk
I still hold your hand

My footprints aren't there when you walk through the sand
But my voice can be heard in the sound of the sea
Or in a child's laughter when it's bounced on your knee
You can hear me when a cool breeze rustles through flowers
Or in the tree tops that bend with the first evening showers

I whisper to you in the still of the night
If you could but see me you would know I'm alright
So search with your eyes
You may glimpse me one day
As I stand there and watch little children at play

I'm the light in the window
I'm the snowflake that falls
I'm the shadow in the moonlight
I'm the night bird that calls

My spirit lives on although my earth time is done
I'm still part of the earth
I'm lit by the sun

So smile for me please
I don't want you to grieve
I'm well and I'm strong
I didn't really leave

When your time comes to go
The last thing you'll see
Is my smile as I whisper "You're coming to me"

For death isn't final
As you close your eyes
There's a light far more brighter than blue summer skies
I'll lead you towards it

Our loved ones are there
Laughing and strong
Free of all earthly care
I've been patiently waiting for you to pass through
For death simply means "Reunited with you" 

March 20, 2013
Darling!!!! Suddenly I remembered abt the time we travelled to Kerala when u were 4 year old and the bus in which we were travelling was repeatedly singing the sone" indru yeninda kobam,..iaiyayiyaa...." we got down in one of the stops and you were walking ahead of us humming that song moving ur hands rhythmetacally...just swinging yrhands and singing up loudly...me and Anna were remembering that moment and were wondering where did all those moments went...remember yr traditional pose u ll do for mom...saw it on of the photos...brought me both happiness and tears... Just cant imagine the ways our lives were intertwined and how much I m goingto miss u every single day of my remaining life....miss u dear...

Dear Mum

March 16, 2013

Dear Mum

You dreamed of me last night
And what I said was true
I may not be with you here on earth
But I am still with you

You took my hand and asked me
If I was truly gone
I smiled at you and said "No Mum
"You are not alone".

I am always right there with you
Through all your pain and grief
My prayer for you each day is
For you to find relief.

I know how much you love me mum
And you think of me all the time
Just know that I am ok
And we'll be together again one day.

 Remember with each new dawn
I am not gone.

I love you mum xxx 

March 12, 2013

  Kiru...amazing story of how I found your memorial website. I was feeling so blue becoz of James crossing over date tomorrow . I googled James Bubear and read all the stories that appeared in the media about his vanishing act.  I wanted to know more about him although I know so much about him. Then Guess what, I googled Abhijeet and read all the stories  in the media of his disappearance and finally finding his body.  And then I googled you and  there it was your memorial website. I think you wanted me to find this website   as your mom had never talked about this website.  I found you !!!. Hope you and Nikki  were comforted by Abhijeet and Jana, since you are college mates.  Now that you all are together  plse take care of each other and be good and plse --for God's sake no more adventures now huh. Your leaving this world has almost killed us. We are only just alive here and long everyday to be united with you all.  Plse send comfort to your Mom. She is hurting so bad that sometimes I am very worried about her mental state. She needs you Kiru, plse engulf her with your love and light and let her faith strengthen that someday she will find you again.

Watching the horror film

March 10, 2013
I suddenly thought abt the film Ring which u wanted to watch...how u hid behind me..peeping thru my saree...closed yr eyes still wanted to see... How I was making fun of u for being silly to be afraid of watching what's just a film.. The days we watched the silence of the lambs... How we both were afraid... The times we watched Jurassic park and u hugged me whenever the dinosaur appeared...but, it breaks my heart to know, when u were really afraid, I was not there to help u.. Fate separated both of us... Y did it bring us together...showed me the love... The laughter and snatch it all from me...is it fair on the part of God...r u around me now... Come and take me with u....wherever u r, I want to be there with u... One more hug..one more day....

The Great forgery

January 15, 2013
Kiru kutti! Do U remember the year when u used to put yr teacher's signature in your notebook and yr dads in the Diary...I preserved them both so that I can shownit to your children :(.... Now, who should I show them....things that made me go mad looks so silly now....I have so many memories unlike some normal children...great one-liners....yr sub z row ( zero) joke... Yr naughtiness... Makes me smile at times...love u dearie

Crossword

January 13, 2013
Kiru used to see his dad put crossword deep in thought... He was waiting for the right opportunity...then, oneday, before Mouli, his dad could get up ( used to be a early riser when he was a kid ) he caught hold of the Hindu Paper and turned with all the concentration to the crossword page, took a pen and wrote all the alphabets he knew in each square...some inside, mostly outside the square... It was such a great time, watching him do crossword as a 4 or 5 year old....love u Kiru...love u so much

The naughty....

December 23, 2012
I remember the day, when u brought down the bag of tomatoes and smashed them one by one....with a slipper in your hand a tomato on the other... It made me rage with anger....now, bringing me a smile.... The day, u put all the clothes from the cup board and soaked them in the bucket.... I was fuming then....... Now it's a cart load of memories The day, u took yr brother's note book and using an eraser, you rubbed his entire notebook....at random... Love u little rascal...

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